Because who needs a map when you have a vague sense of direction?
We're the champions of being lost, the masters of meandering, and the sultans of "I'll get there when I get there".
Take a stroll down the Road to Nowhere, where the only traffic is existential dread
Or, if you're feeling particularly adventurous, venture into the Maze of Despair, where the only escape is a faint recollection of what you were looking for